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How I Fell in Love at a Utah Alpaca Farm

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I found the Utah alpaca farm on Airbnb Experiences and, of course, learning I could play with alpacas, mini donkeys, baby doll sheep, goats, silky chickens, and highland cows, I booked my adventure immediately.

Now I’m in love with alpacas, and what should I do about it? I don’t have a farm or 1,000 pounds of alfalfa. And I don’t even know how to create alpaca fiber. But I’ve fallen in love, so I must figure this out.

I’m not sure if there is an animal that amuses me more than a llama or an alpaca. Do you know they’re different animals? Yep. They have different ears (llamas are longer), face shapes (alpaca have a shorter face) and fur. Alpacas are generally used for their fur, and llamas are used as pack animals.

Fun fact: Alpaca fleece is a natural fiber like wool. South American alpacas produce a fiber like silk that is so soft you’ll pine for it. It is a durable, luxurious and silky natural fiber.

How I found the Utah Alpaca Farm

I found a Utah alpaca farm on Airbnb, where you can rent a casita for the night and feed the animals in the morning if you’d like. I’m guessing you must be an animal lover for this place to interest you. However, it’d be hilarious if you didn’t realize you were staying on an alpaca farm and woke up to them staring in your window.

The Utah alpaca farm is in Hurricane, Utah, just northeast of St. George, in a little farming community made up of adobe-style houses.

When I arrived, there was another couple present, our host making four people total, and one little black sheep so rambunctious and bleating loudly I couldn’t help but notice. He followed us around for the entire hour-long tour while bleating and doing jump kicks off every stable object he encountered.

Animal Lovers Delight

There were also goats penned up nearby, whose eyes I stealthily avoided looking into lest the devil hypnotizes me.

While we waited in a shady area, our host unleashed the alpacas and one llama. They trotted over all heads bobbing, big smiles and gangly legs. Alpaca and llamas are hilarious. Their big eyes, long necks and curious, mild-mannered personalities are endlessly entertaining for me.

The host gave us jars of pellet feed and I fed them from my hand. They don’t have teeth in the front (that I found anyway) and it was like feeding a cow or horse. The alpacas jostled for position and brayed at each other in competition for the food. They each were colored differently, and their faces were as distinct as any humans. But they were acting like wild animals. “Back up, guys, I have pellets for everyone!” I shouted over the braying, but nobody heard me.

In Love with Alpacas

I even fed one from my mouth by holding a baby carrot between my lips and letting one of the alpacas take it. That may have been when I actually fell in love. So gentle, so funny, good hair, great at carrying stuff …

Then, to make the experience even more magical, our host harnessed a couple of alpacas, and we went for a walk. My alpaca, Friday, went along gamely, and we became fast, lifelong friends. We promised to send each other postcards wherever we went.

I asked my ex-mother-law, who is still a good friend (or at least she was until now), if she’d watch an alpaca for me for a year or so while I looked for a farm, but she stopped responding to my messages, so I think I need a new plan.

Fancy Chicks & Friends

After our walk, the alpacas went off to do whatever alpacas do and we held some of the soft, silky chickens. They seemed to like the attention and petting and were as docile as cats and about as easy to wrangle.

The farm sits on about four acres of property, and we walked to the back to brush the long-haired mini–Highland Cows. I joked that we were happily paying to do farm chores, and our host agreed. I wonder if I could get someone to pay me for writing this blog? It doesn’t seem likely.

As we brushed their long, wavy, woolly coats, we also saw Kunekune pigs and mini donkeys. The donkeys kept their backs turned to us and I got a distinct impression that they thought we were the donkeys – paying to do farm chores and all.

We watched the alpacas wander around the farm and they kept bobbing their heads and peeking around corners and over fences. Before we left, we fed the two small black baby doll sheep from bottles. That seemed to calm those rambunctious little fellows down finally. Right before the feeding one of them was bleating incessantly right in my face like we were having a political debate.

Being on the Utah alpaca farm was the best hour I’ve had in a long time, and I’d happily do it again. It was way better than the last two hours I spent researching “how to raise an alpaca” and “weaving with alpaca hair,” but I’ve since learned they spit, which is rude and has me rethinking that farm.

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